Mother of Mine...
i have many friends
but there is one person i cannot please
i've done everything to befriend her
minus getting on my hands and knees
we used to get on fine
like mothers and daughters are suposed to
but then she went all funny
stopped serving chiken, now only tofu
She doesnt actually speak to me
she talks through her eyes
"are you really gonna eat that?!"
she askes silently with her sighs
she is always around
im never on my own
watching over every meal
constantly telling me i've grown
every night on the scales
the line goes down and down
but everytime i lift a fork to my mouth
deeper goes her frown
i yearn to see a smile on her face
or to just hear her say shes proud
but the only thing i hear everyday
is my stomach, growling loud
but there is one person i cannot please
i've done everything to befriend her
minus getting on my hands and knees
we used to get on fine
like mothers and daughters are suposed to
but then she went all funny
stopped serving chiken, now only tofu
She doesnt actually speak to me
she talks through her eyes
"are you really gonna eat that?!"
she askes silently with her sighs
she is always around
im never on my own
watching over every meal
constantly telling me i've grown
every night on the scales
the line goes down and down
but everytime i lift a fork to my mouth
deeper goes her frown
i yearn to see a smile on her face
or to just hear her say shes proud
but the only thing i hear everyday
is my stomach, growling loud